The Master: I’m Really Not a Dad

Chapter 5 There are dreams in life, each is wonderful

Generally speaking, due to environmental issues, professional players usually choose to fight ghosts, while poor players generally give priority to learning to kill ghosts.

Since Jingui requires very high teamwork skills, not just the so-called overall view, this has prompted many people to stay away from it in the end.

"Array ghost..."

Perhaps it was too long since no one had specifically guided him. After hearing Jiang Yingnan's suggestion, Qiao Yifan subconsciously accepted it.

Although he is just a "newcomer", he still has some knowledge about ghosts.

After all, Zhou Yebai is playing with ghosts.

"Actually, it's not impossible to be a priest, but the Array Ghost is your best choice. If you choose to change your profession, it's better to go to the Array Ghost." Jiang Yingnan talked eloquently, as if he had expected that Qiao Yifan would be entangled. He did not urge him, but It gave Qiao Yifan a long time to think.

This kid has seriously lost his self-confidence after sitting next to the water cooler for a long time. The decision to change his career is, seriously speaking, even a decision to put his career on the line.

"But...but..."

Qiao Yifan said "but" twice in succession, but when the words came to his lips, he found that he couldn't say them out.

Because there was so much he wanted to say, and for a moment, he didn't know where to start.

Tiny Herb already has an array ghost and a priest, so where is his place?The club will never create a new account card specifically for him.

The most important thing is that there is only one year left in his contract with Tiny Herb. In this year, can he practice Jin Gui well and let everyone see it?
Without a professional contract, even if he mastered the formation ghost, it would be useless.

He...had no choice.

"Ugh……"

Thinking of the end, Qiao Yifan could only sigh.

Although the team had never told him this, Qiao Yifan knew that it was impossible for him to change his mind and choose to renew his contract just sitting by the water cooler.

Could it be that he was dismissed by the club just like that?
How much... I'm still a little unwilling.

Jiang Yingnan sat in front of the computer and looked at Qiao Yifan silently.

The choice is a very difficult decision. God knows how much pressure he was under when he changed the playing style of Guardian Messenger, which almost made many fans doubt their life.

"Yifan, show some confidence! At least let yourself not have any regrets, right?"

Sorry?
Qiao Yifan couldn't help but think of what happened before.

He and Gao Yingjie joined the team at the same time, and they were both similar in age. One was loved by the seniors, and had been mentored by great figures like Wang Jiexi for a long time, while the other could only follow behind the seniors and serve tea. , only Jiang Yingnan was one of the few people who had not shown any affection towards him.

As he thought about it, Qiao Yifan suddenly felt his nose was a little sore.

Meeting a genius is not tragic, but what is tragic is that standing beside the genius, not only Qiao Yifan, but also Zhou Yebai, Liu Fei and others were suppressed and dimmed.

Tiny Herb?

Aren't there just Jiang Yingnan, Fang Shiqian, Gao Yingjie, Liu Xiaobie and others headed by Wang Jiexi?
Every young man has dreamed of a blockbuster dream, even Qiao Yifan, who is now too small to be heard.

"How about? Try it?"

After the idea of ​​changing careers arose, the idea became more and more deeply rooted.

How could it be worse than now?

Furthermore, after changing his career, at least... during this summer break, he could get guidance from Jiang Yingnan. This was a fantasy that he had never dared to hope for.

Don't abandon the assassins, try to accept the ghosts, maybe you will have unexpected gains.

"Have you decided?" Jiang Yingnan asked softly.

"Yes!" Qiao Yifan nodded and said seriously: "Senior, I decided to give it a try."

"Okay, I'll teach you."

Qiao Yifan was very happy on this day.

He found that the fantasy he had once dreamed of would actually come true, and he was very satisfied to be guided by even one senior.

In the empty training room, Jiang Yingnan's patient instructions kept coming. No one noticed that Wang Jiexi outside the window had been standing there for an unknown amount of time.

"Mother Wang, isn't it good to peek like this?" A slightly mocking voice came, and then a big hand patted Wang Jiexi on the shoulder.

"...You also learn from him."

Wang Jiexi raised his eyelids and did not look back. His gaze was focused on only one person. After a moment, he asked, "Have you packed up? When are you going to leave?"

"In two days, let's finish the formalities first. Alas, it's so troublesome to retire. If my age hadn't prevented it, I could have survived until the alliance folded." The man put his forehead with one hand and said distressedly.

"After that, what are you going to do? Will you still play Glory?" Wang Jiexi asked.

"What are you going to do? I have to support my family and I have to do something else. As for Glory, I may not play anymore and have to run for a living." Fang Shiqian said bitterly.

If possible, he really wants to continue to compete in the professional arena, but for many things, after all, when one's power is exhausted, no matter how helpless, there is no way.

Wang Jiexi nodded, sighed, and asked, "When will the farewell party be held?"

"Farewell party? Why are you doing that?"

Fang Shiqian shook his head and said: "It just makes me sad. Besides, I'm not dead. No matter how we say goodbye, there will always be a chance to meet again. Remember to treat me to a drink then! Since I became a professional player, I have I haven’t even touched a drop of wine, but I always watch other people drink. I’m so greedy.”

That was true, but the two of them also understood that after this time, they might not have the chance to meet again.

Parting is always hard to let go.

The vice-captain of Tiny Herb seemed to have aged ten years in an instant.

Fang Shiqian took one last reluctant look at the Tiny Herb training room, the place where he had stayed for nearly five years, and then turned around silently.

"I still think this kid is suitable for a priest, so he has no chance of going crazy."

Wang Jiexi shook his head: "Tiancao suppressed him too much. He is still young and should have his own way."

"You also know that he is young?" Fang Shiqian curled his lips disdainfully: "Then you put so much pressure on him. You know, he is only nineteen this year."

"This is what he should bear," Wang Jiexi said.

"You kid, forget it, who made you the captain?"

Fang Shiqian sighed with emotion and suddenly became serious. He turned his back to Wang Jiexi and said, "Of course, you must let Tiny Herb prosper. You must do it. Otherwise, I will not let you go."

"Um……"

After receiving the answer, Fang Shiqian's last trace of nostalgia was satisfied.

he left……

Quietly, he didn't even go to the farewell party prepared by reporters and fans.

When everyone knew the news, there was only a cold statement from the club.

There are dreams in life, each wonderful.

(End of this chapter)